Hushed Willows Gentle on My Mind

Unnoticed he would be as she hummed the parts she hadn't finished yet - a great unfinished symphony, much like the court itself. It would stay unfinished if she were to give up on it - it was a strange thought, knowing she had the power to change so much, for being so little in stature. Still, she sought not to brag, but be grateful for the opportunities she'd been given.

"Words falling out through the willows
All that remains is a silent call
Is the earth colored red?
As I land like a flower on the meadow
Love is wild"

She continued, sighing softly as her voice faded out and reality returned to her. The contents of the song were private, her little hobby very much a secret still. Still, she wished to do just this at the summer festival, should they be able to have one this year. She'd still have to write it, yes, but if not this summer then maybe the coming wint'r would do for her debut.